Chapter 11: Parsha (2)
The day after Whitney offered Parsha the position of butler to replace Alfred, who was set to retire soon, she confidently entered the Ringaarden estate, having broken the all-time highest score in the servant examination.
Of course, regardless of the results, Whitney would have accepted her no matter what. But Parsha's talent was simply too extraordinary for him to offer any favoritism.
“The financial situation is, quite frankly, a disaster, isn’t it?”
“Haha...”
Less than two hours after starting her duties as butler, she had already reviewed most of the mansion’s ledgers and documents, and with a perfectly sunny expression, she began stabbing at Whitney’s heart.
“To be honest, this is practically asset self-destruction. Even if you were to try something new now, I don’t think it could be reversed.”
Naturally, even if she was to be the future head butler, showing Parsha documents that could expose the family’s financial weaknesses after only a day required quite a bit of resolve.
“...If things stay like this, how long do we have left?”
“Hm... Not even three months, probably. Total disgrace incoming.”
Still, Whitney had handed over most of the records despite opposition from those around him because he knew her abilities better than anyone. But when Parsha essentially pronounced the family financially terminal, it made him realize just how dire the situation really was.
“But...”
Just as she was about to say something else, Parsha trailed off and went silent.